Page 425 of S is for SEX

I read and reread the message. Poker run? I typed a response.

Kelli: No.

Immediately, it beeped again.

Erik Ead: Baby Girl, I am outside the door.

I turned my phone off, tossed it in my purse, and ran for the door.

Opening the door to Erik’s car, and seeing him sitting there, his head turned and looking at me – made me feel better about what I was planning to do. He made me feel a new kind of happy when I saw him sitting there. Dark blue jeans, a dark blue V-neck tee, and his tattooed forearm pulsing as he gripped the steering wheel.

Something was different, maybe because I wanted it to be, but it was different.

“Baby Girl,” he said as he looked at me.

His bicep flexed as he twisted his hand on the steering wheel.

“Hi Erik,” I said back, smiling.

He started to drive forward. I buckled my seatbelt, because he always yelled at me when I forgot to. I thought about it, and unbuckled it. I slid over the center console of the car, and laid my head in his lap, facing his stomach.

“You alright, baby?” he asked.

I turned and smiled at him as I slid my hand to his thigh. I could feel him beneath his jeans. I started stroking him as he shifted the gears, driving up the street away from Old Town. He began to swell with each stroke. I hoped he wanted this as bad as I did. I wanted to taste him. I wanted to make him happy. I wanted him to be pleased with me. He always says I sucked his cock so good, and he always moaned for me. I wanted him to like this.

I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants. I turned my head slightly toward him, looking for rejection or acceptance from him. He was looking straight ahead, both hands on the wheel. As I unzipped his pants, his cock popped up. Immediately, I licked my lips and began to slide my mouth onto the soft head.

I licked the head in a circular motion, getting it wet. I looked up at him, and he was watching. I slid my mouth down slowly, taking as much of it in my mouth as I could. I purposely didn’t try to take it all, I wanted to tease him. He felt different in my mouth at this angle, and I wondered if I could fit all of him into my throat.

I slid my mouth up and down his hard, swollen shaft. With my right hand I began to massage his balls, trying to get him to cum. As I massaged them lightly, I buried my face into his lap, taking him into my throat. My throat began to pulse. I loved the feeling of his cock being there. It made me feel like he was mine.

I slid my mouth up and off of his cock completely. As my mouth slid off of the head, the saliva from my throat collected in my mouth. I spit a little onto his cock and put my lips back onto it, making a string of saliva connect his cock to my mouth. Slowly lifting my mouth, I made sure we were still connected by the saliva. Proudly, I turned and looked up at Erik.

He watched as he drove. I did it again, stringing the saliva from my lips to his cock.

“Suck that cock, Baby Girl. Suck it like a good girl,” he said as he turned the corner.

I immediately engulfed his entire cock and began to suck it as deeply and as quickly as I could. The harder I sucked it, the more saliva came from my throat. I went faster and faster, taking it all into my mouth and then into the back of my throat. I repositioned on the console and moved my left arm behind me, giving me more room. As my mouth slid up the shaft, I began to press against the bottom of his shaft with my tongue, forcing his cock into the roof of my mouth as it slid past.

I reached back and grabbed my dress, pulling it over my butt. I felt the air conditioning blowing on my butt. I could feel that I was wet. I began to moan as I continued to take him in my mouth. I started humming and growling as I started to suck it more aggressively. I raised my head and looked at Erik.

“Cum in my mouth, please. I want it so bad,” I begged him, batting my eyelashes.

“If you keep doing that, I will,” he responded.

I licked the tip as I looked him in the eyes. I kept eye contact and took all of him into my mouth. He watched as I slid my mouth up and down, alternating his gaze from the road to my eyes. He turned another corner.

He removed his right hand from the steering wheel and slid it down my back. I felt his palm in between my cheeks. He began to slide his two middle fingers along my wetness. I stretched, trying to force his fingers inside of me. I wanted to feel him inside of me.

Using his left hand, he turned the wheel. His right hand slid inside of me and pulled upward, almost lifting my knees from the seat. He slid his two fingers in deep again and pulled upward, stretching me. I stopped sucking and tried to feel what he was doing.

In again and up. In and up. Oh, God, what was he doing?

His fingers slid in, and he curved them, tickling me. In and curled. As they were deep inside of me, he lifted up, stretching me again. I can’t take this. I was going to cum all over his car.

Focus, Kelli, focus.

I swallowed his cock, and began growling as he fingered me deeply. I kept my head buried onto him until I could no longer breathe. I lifted my head, gasped a quick breath, and went back down, taking his entire length into my throat. I growled as I kept it in my throat.

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